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 Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 9:53 am
o.o;;
Don't look it's naked. half dressed.
Okay, I'll start out with a few stories, a few instances, and a few things I do... Then it'll become a regular dumping place for my little mishaps.
Please feel free to comment.
 I'm quirky, annoying, foul-mouthed, loud and a harshly truthful (most of the time) 16 year old. I've worked in Nature Centers, Vet Offices, Pet Stores, Animal Shelters, Summer Camps, Organic and Poultry Farms. o.o; So I've been around animals alittle bit. Hence I do much of my work with them, having not only a scientific knowledge of them, but a spiritual one as well. I'm learning Morphic Resonance in baby steps. Please don't ask me to explain it! D: I'm barely grasping it now and you'd end up getting some funky untrue explination. I dream in color, as if that really means anything, constantly. I've also been looking at different religions, because I'm not really sure which path I should take. If you look at my guild you'll probably make assumptions about the wiccan guild, but, I'm not leaning torwards Wicca seeing as many people wouldn't take me serious. I'm not planning on Druidry either because it's a hoax. o.o; Don't flame me, I can explain! But not now... also, I'm keen to point out others mistakes, not my own, so be keen too and point out my mistakes. xP Did I mention I love talking? Feel free, no you must talk to me on an instant messanger. I'll talk forever. xP
Please, I also implore you not to be like me. I'm stupid. I make a lot of mistakes and I type funny. No acctually, I want you to fail. Fail all the time and everyday. Take risks that may turn sour/
Only by Failing do you acctually learn. So, be bold, fail and learn.
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 5:56 pm
hi! thats great, ur post makes total morons think actual thoughts....if thats what i ment to say...........oh well! um, i liked ur post, and i dont think ur stupid, we all have faults, mine is love and pride... but mostly pride! lol dramallama
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 5:31 am
Oh. Thanks. I think. :'D
Animal Totem: I have a What?!
Thats right, I have an ant. >> Don't laugh at me. I'm keepin' it real. D: But why an ant. Welll.... *runs to get books* It says here that ants are:
Key Note: Industrious, Order and Discipline
(Already sounds alittle like me. D: )
Ants have been a long time symbol of work and industry. Ants, for the most part work in communities. Though there are some species that live in solitude.
Ants are social (>> Heck yeah.). Their primary work is done with hunting, growing and harvesting. Ants will also make slaves of other ants, from other communities which have been captured. There is discipline and order, and most everyone knows their place among this order.
Ants as totems represent increasing goals and industrious cycles. They are skilled architects. The ant is a teacher of how to build and how to become an architect in your own life. It can construct a dream to reality. (C: )
If the ant has show up in your life, please consider the following questions. (I'm going to answer them...)
1. Are you disiplining yourself enough for the task at hand?
Nope. Not really. I definatly could use alittle more drive in my excersize and a little more time managing skills for my other daily tasks.
2. Are you laying a good foundation?
Again, not really. Between my step mother not talking to me for the past two weeks and getting kicked outta my house, things aren't going too swimmingly.
3. Are you adding new things into your life as the years pass, hobbies.. jobs... education?
Yes! I am. I volunteer everywhere! In nature centers... (where I copy all their materials. >w<) in Vet Clinics where they teach me how to be a vet tech even though in the state of CT this is illegal. I also do most of my work on farms. Where I learn how to manage crops and live stock. As well as run summer camps. I even house sit these farms. (You gotta understand, that's a huuuge responsibility.) In the past years I've picked up fencing, farming, a pet first aide certification, vet tech schooling, 32nd in environmental science and natural resources (in the Nation) C:
4. Are you missing any opportunities?
I wouldn't say so, between becoming FFA president and going to Europe for a month I'd say that I'm taking it al head on. C:
An ant can teach you to harvest your own growth and achieve the work ethics to make your goals and dreams become reality. An ant as a totem can also show you how to work best with other people and your community.
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2007 11:30 am
Wait... I don't own you. o.o;;That happens a lot around my house. I get a lot of drop- offs. Animals that is. If it was a kid I'd kick it out. >>
I was reading through some people's posts that say they are attuned with animals. >w< So I wanted to set a few small things straight about me.
In a certain fashion... (of course)
Eat animals? Yes
Hit animals? Depends, don't call me an animal abuser, you have to nudge livestock alittle more then you do cats and dogs.
Hurt them for fun? Uh, No.
Help Animals? Sure.
Heal them? Yeah.
Talk to em? >> *shifty* Yesss...
Break for animals? No. I'm not going to risk my life for a raccoon. Sorry folks, but I veiw my life as more valuable then that raccoon. (disclaimer: I never hit a raccoon. D:!)
Tree Hugger: Psh-aw, yeah right.
I'll respect them. Take care of them. Give advice on them. But I will not value their lives above mine. If you disagree, please, sit down and review your own life, you are worth more then a grain of salt ya'know. I know where to set the limits as well.
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Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2007 10:16 am
ok, i see...i love how u think! and i love that crazy gopher!!! someone in this room....is a MURDERER!!!
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Posted: Sat Jun 30, 2007 10:37 pm
"Only by Failure do you acctually learn"
Lawrence of Arabia once said: "Being wise means being tired and dissappointed."
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Posted: Sun Jul 01, 2007 11:40 am
Dream: Scarlet Camison War
That's really interesting. ^^
Well, I had a couple of crazy dreams. I'll just post one for now before I get the second one analyzed, it seemed alittle more serious.
I'm pretty sure that the dream was a product of thinking about the thread "Prepare for War". ^^
The War had been 3/4 the way fought. Most people lived in small communities of about 40 people on farmsteads where they made their own shacks, guards, raised animals and gardened for their personal storage. I worked in the orphanage, basically scouting our psychic from a young age so we could shape them to help us and we could basically erase their memory of parents, friends and family. We wanted them for protection. By eliminating the fillial memories of love we could really crack down on training.
I wasn't a very nice person. I was soft on the inside, but I was a cross motherF*er and I didn't take to messing with the social life of the clan. My job, other then training and scouting was the clans spiritual advisor and burial right. I had also set up security. You can say that I was the 'boss' but we never set it up officially, people just respected me. ^^
A young lady died of birth complications, the baby survived, but I had to bury her. I had my trainee by my side. She was very pale. had thin white hair and very reserved. This girl was one of the 'glued to your a**' types. And I was positive that she'd be tailing me for a few years.
We buried people in the barn because the 'others' or undead... grimreaperish ghouls that were the killing machines of the scarlet camison. (Don't ask about names. I only know that they are names.) The Casinites would dig up graves, steal the bodies, strip them of flesh and use their bones for making more Camisites. It was a brutal process and even harder to fight against the Camisites that you knew. We set up guards and buried people in an empty barn. Some people wanted their bodies burned to ash so that they would not be turned into Camisites.
So I was in the barn digging this young ladies grave. When the girl started to tell me not to cross the line. If I crossed the line I'd be turned into a radatin. (wtf?! is that?) There was a line which showed the limits of the burial site. So I had to dig this poor dead woman a shallow grave. Half way through the digging it started to rain inside the barn. It drenched me and the dirt.
Uhh. I woke up then. >w<
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2007 4:38 am
Demon? Oh my!
Okay, I'll start off by saying that I don't full heartedly believe in demons, or angels, or Gods. Gods are nice to have as idols and I make some pretty shrines for them depending on what my life is like, but other then that, I'm more skeptical of them. There is only one reason why I don;t fully cast off the idea of demons. And, I've never really bunkered down with the details and shared this to anyone before.
In my old home, the one my gramma used to call the police because there were demons in our closet, (xD she was crazy) my family knew this place was very haunted. We saw full body apparitions, heard evp's and things happened, without physical force. My gramma lived downstairs in the 'den' a pretty spacious room next to the bathroom where she said the demons where. (xD ) She had a clock with the picture of the last supper and a bed right under it.
Sooner or later she decided that our house was too haunted for her to stay and went gladly into a nursing home. Therefore, I could go and use her old room. Which was nice, I didn't change anything about it really.
One night, I went to bed, with my dog at the foot of my bed sleeping. All I could think of was the clock ticking louder and louder. Then, I heard a growl, a low hissy growl come from my doorway. I freaked out, and covered myself with the blanket. (That's right, I used the all mighty blanket shield haha. ) I could hear this thing scraping the floor with big nails, and getting closer, and closer. When it finally reached my bed it growled again, waking my dog up. My dog started to growl and bark at it. (I'm still under the covers during this ) Then, it took what felt like a like clawlike hand and ran it along my back. My dog leaped off the bed, and chased the thing. All you could hear was growling and squealing for fove minutes, then my dog returned.
The next mourning my mom was cleaning up this disgusting crap off the kitchen floor, which we could never find out what it was. And my dog had a gash on her leg, we never found how she managed that.
>w< So, that was my 'demon' experiance. xO I still freak out about it even when I think about it today.
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2007 10:45 pm
On Hiatus until August starting July 12.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 11:49 am
Teachers. >w<
So I agreed with someone who said they'll teach me.
So my homework so far is 4 journals to start. read two documents (one over 100pages and another is about 17 pages)
This was all good and fine with me. Then.. She told me that she's teaching this to me because the world is going to fail.
I was like: gonk Not again.
She was like: Heard of the term light workers? That's the group that's going to be helping the people in times of crisis.
I was like: Hehe. neutral
She was like: But Imma call them Illuminators, cause Light Workers sounds too fluffy.
I was like: stressed What did I get myself into.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2007 1:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 7:04 am
Three Sisters
There once was a woman, of fair hair and determination. Raised in a family of psychics and empaths. Their once was a girl, who could use her mind's eye, with her mother's guidance, she hardly had to try.
There once was a girl, who's mother was brutal, who beat her and her three sisters. The mother was an empath, but she soon turned her back in fear that she may go to hell for using the gifts that the Gods had given her and her little daughters.
There once was a teenager, who forgot all her gifts.
This woman grew up, and had her first daughter. The daughter it seemed, was a pugnacious little being. This daughter of her's watched faeries and hobgoblins.
Then the second little girl came, and left just as quick, burying the prophecy with her. How daughter one did mourn, for all her life, wishing on everystar that she would have a sister to keep, instead of one who watched her from the sky.
In eight years time, there was a new arrival, this baby girl was named 'spudnik' for her small size. This baby girl, as she grew older, showed signs as well, of her mothers forgotten gifts. This little girl, would talk to ghosts, been followed by masked men, and protected by sister one.
Three sisters now together, though much apart. Had the same markings apon their neck. A triangle when perfectly aligned would make the sign of the ether, the sign of the Mother, The Son and the Holy Ghost.
Now two sisters watch, as a boy has now arrived. The small boy, now awaiting greatness. But not of world saving and heros. A greatness of wisdom, of charity, and sacrifice.
I still don't know where this story ends.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2007 4:41 am
A Gaelic proverb I learned in Sneem: It is difficult to put a wise head on young shoulders.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 11:56 am
 This is how I feel, Most everyday.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 4:42 am
I got in a huge fight with my Guide last night. There was yelling and screaming. It was all around not fun.
He kept saying that I wasn't whole, that I was a half. Along with the almighty choose light or dark cause I can't live grey.
I thought that those times were over. And I can't choose to be one way. I just can't.
So he tried to explain why I go through dry spells with abilities is cause I lean from one side to the other and each side has certain abilities.
We pissed each other off.
I guess I REALLY got to him or he wasn't Daniel, cause he got these black wings when he was at the limit of his sanity.
I don't really know what to think right now.
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